Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Sun Zifu laughed out loud. "Great! Only when there are more people is it fun. If I were to purchase this stone so easily, how could it show how precious this treasure is? 2.2 million spirit stones…two fellow cultivators, please do as you please."

The black-robed cultivator lightly said, "2.5 million."

The gloomy cultivator followed up close behind, "2.6 million!"

He was the one who had noticed this stone first. He should have been able to purchase it for several thousand spirit stones originally, but Sun Zifu unexpectedly butted his way in, causing the current situation.

But the Sun Family had always been ranked near the top of the Demonic Path noble families. The influence that stood behind him was no less than his own. So, no matter how angry or enraged he was, he could only patiently endure it.

So when this black-robed cultivator suddenly interfered, that person bore the brunt of all his ire and suppressed anger. His eyes blazed with flames. However, it was clear that his glare was useless against the black-robed cultivator. This caused the gloomy cultivator to become even more angered.

You bastard! Once today is over, I will make sure you suffer a fate worse than death!

Sun Zifu stoked the flames. "5.2 million."

The crowd began to gasp.

Double, it was double again! Those that recognized Sun Zifu looked at him with several more points of awe in their eyes.

No wonder this person was straightforward and carefree with his actions. From the four great Demonic Path noble families of Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li, this person came from the Sun Family. The Sun Family was a mysterious family whose wealth was said to be second to none. Only such a top-class young master could have such a great show of hand.

The gloomy cultivator looked at the wonder stone in the stall owner's hand. He cultivated an ability many years ago, and with this ability he could sense a vague yet strange fluctuation coming from within it. The stone was ordinary, but the contents inside were absolutely extraordinary.

"6 million!"

The black-robed cultivator said, "6.1 million."

From beginning to end, the black-robed figure's expression had not changed. This caused Sun Zifu's eyes to brighten, as if he met an opponent worthy of crushing.

Thinking about it, ever since he was a child, he had never lost when it came to doubling the price…uh, well, to be more accurate, he had tasted defeat once…

Sun Zifu thought back to Four Seasons City and the two lunatics who crazily raised the bidding price, and his lips twitched. Luckily he was able to use the excuse of not wanting to be involved in the Immortal Sect's affairs to serve as a cover up for his honor. Otherwise, because of the arrogant words he had said before, he really would have suffered a loss of face!

Suddenly in a poor mood, young master Sun coldly sneered and said, "12.2 million!" He swept his eyes around. "Fellow cultivators, that wonder stone is already mine. If you don't believe me you are welcome to try!"

The gloomy cultivator clenched his teeth. In terms of the strength of their backgrounds, he didn't fear the Sun Family at all. But if they had to compare financial resources, the difference between them was more than one or two levels. Over 10 million spirit stones was already past his limit. Who would have imagined that this surname Sun would lay down such a massive price for a completely unknown stone!

But to give up like this was too disgraceful. As he was panting from anger, the black-robed cultivator suddenly said, "12.3 million."

The gloomy cultivator stiffened and an apoplectic rage burst out from within him. I might not compare to Sun Zifu, but who the hell are you that you think you can stomp on me too!?

"You brat, if you open your mouth and casually quote a random number, that can lead to certain death…if you cannot take out 10 million spirits, I guarantee that you will regret it!"

The black-robed cultivator maintained his initial indifference, not even glancing at the gloomy cultivator. He flipped his hand and took out a crystal spirit stone card. The lifelike image of a demon's head was carved upon it.

"Top spirit stone card!"

"That is worth 100 million!"

"Who is this person, what an incredible move!"

The gloomy cultivator paled. He felt as if he had tried to slap someone but ended up slapping himself. But at this time, he didn't dare to say anything else. It had to be known that one couldn't possess a top spirit stone card with wealth alone. It was also a representation of a person's status.

To pull out a top spirit stone card, this was sufficient proof of this black-robed cultivator's status.

For those with status, no matter where they were, they would be respected.

Sun Zifu's heart skipped a beat. He quietly thought about how dangerous the situation was and how he almost fell into a pit of his own making. Luckily, after what happened at the Four Seasons City auction house, when he returned back home he had begged and m.o.a.ned to his father and also obtained a top spirit stone card.

With a light cough, Young Master Sun maintained a calm and haughty demeanor as he took out a crystal spirit stone card. "Fellow daoist, I am the Sun Family's Sun Zifu, and today I am competing with you. This is just a happy hobby of mine, so I hope you aren't offended." He paused for a moment and then said, "24.6 million."

The black-robed cultivator lightly said, "24.7 million."

It was only adding 100,000, but this wasn't because he didn't have enough spirit stones. This was what everyone watching believed.

The gloomy cultivator could only stand to the side with his gloomy face. He no longer had the means to intervene between the two.

Sun Zifu's heart quickened. He smiled and said, "May I ask if this wonder stone is important to fellow daoist?"

The black-robed cultivator nodded. This honesty was sometimes also a form of confidence.

Sun Zifu put away his spirit stone card. "I have no idea what this wonder stone is; I only found it a bit interesting. Since fellow daoist holds it in such high regards…well, a gentleman will not take advantage of others. I only ask that fellow daoist doesn't mind that I had you spend a few more spirit stones."

With these words, everyone was stunned. They couldn't help but give him a thousand praises in their hearts!

This Young Master Sun had incredible skills. With a few words he was able to breezily walk away with his face and honor intact. Not only could the other side not form any resentment with him, but they even had to take this as a favor given.

What amazing skills!

At his side, Zhou Fenghuang also had a bit more appreciation in her eyes. This caused Sun Zifu's heart to flutter.

The black-robed cultivator hesitated for a moment. He cupped his hands together and said, "Thank you fellow daoist Sun for giving up on this treasure." He turned towards the stall owner. "Now, we can continue the trade."

The stall owner was overjoyed. He didn't dare to ask for anything more. He nodded his head repeatedly, but unfortunately for him, before he could open his mouth and say something he was interrupted.

"I'm sorry, but I also have some interest in that stone."

The crowd fell deathly silent, as if time had stopped for a second. Then, there was the sound of rustling wind as the crowd parted to reveal a tall and straight figure.

Under countless shocked gazes, Qin Yu had a light expression as if he hadn't been the one to say those words just now.

But everyone knew that it was him. It was him! Him! Definitely him!

The black-robed cultivator's eyes fell on Qin Yu. His pupils shrank before he composed himself. "Then, please state your bid."

Qin Yu said, "30 million."

The black-robed cultivator added another 100,000.

Qin Yu said, "40 million."

The black robed cultivator added another 100,000.

Qin Yu was silent for several breaths of time. He flipped his hand and took out a crystal spirit stone card. "100 million."

The entire scene fell silent!

Although everyone had experienced Young Master Sun's heroic and brave doubling method, they were still left shocked speechless by this show of wealth, so much that their ears buzzed and their field of vision wavered.

100 million…this was 100 million spirit stones…old heavens, are you sure you aren't joking with me right now?

Sun Zifu's eyes almost rolled back into his head. Although he didn't want to admit it, this sort of bidding was much more epic than his doubling could ever be. It wasn't that this proud young master from the Sun Family couldn't pull out so many spirit stones, but that unlike the time at Four Seasons City's auction house, he couldn't find a reason to.

At that time, the four great Demonic Path noble families of Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li, were all competing to pursue the proud young daughters of the Zhou and Mu Families. In order to do that, Sun Zifu received special approval from his family to spend all of his money. But, if he were to do the same today for a stone with completely unknown properties, he would most surely be castigated and punished by his family.

It had to be known that the Sun Family was like a tree with endless flourishing branches and there was more than just one direct descendant young master or young miss. It was just that he was the most outstanding amongst them, so he controlled more authority.

Sun Zifu didn't want to fall into trouble because of this matter. So, no matter how sad he was within, he could only remain sad. Luckily he had already expressed that he would give up, so there wasn't much shame or loss of face involved. The only problem here was that he found it hard to overcome this in his heart.

Qin Yu remained expressionless. He flipped his hand and took out a second crystal spirit stone card. "200 million."

If it was said that the crowd fell deathly silent before, then this time it was so quiet that one couldn't even hear the sounds of breathing.

Double! It was double the bid again!

Sun Zifu's complexion darkened. He felt as if his face had been ruthlessly stepped on by others. The sorrow flowing in his heart had become a river.

This was the second time…the last time was at Four Seasons City's auction house…

Young Master Sun never expected that not much longer afterwards, he would suffer a similar defeat.

This was his life's second defeat. His despair and sorrow could not be described with 'painful' alone!

The black-robed cultivator pulled off his hood, revealing a firm and decisive face. His deep purple eyes exuded endless dignity.

"Purple pupils!"

"Blood Battle Demon God!"

"Heavens, it's actually him!"